Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

As night falls, a few stars occasionally twinkle in the dark sky, and the moonlight shines on this ancient battlefield, adding a bit of mystery and loneliness to the battle that is about to break out again.

Zhan Hai, the famous elder of the Zhan family in the ancient continent, his laughter echoed in the silent night sky, as if he was the overlord of the night, and he was full of pride for his victory just now.

"You little yellow-haired kid, nothing more than that!"

Zhan Hai's voice was full of contempt and disdain, and his eyes were like those of a ferocious beast, locking onto Lin Fan in front of him.

Then, he turned around and gave orders to Zhan He behind him.

"Zhan He, lead the others to surround the people of the Fang family and don't let any of them escape."

There was a hint of cold murderous intent in the voice, which made the air around them seem to freeze.

After completing the order, Zhan Hai slowly walked towards Lin Fan with a ferocious expression on his face.

Every step taken seemed to step heavily on people's hearts, making the air around them full of oppression.

Lin Fan, even though he was repelled by a move just now and seemed to be at a disadvantage, he never showed any fear.

He slowly stood up, and after taking two Dahuan Dan, his strength began to recover rapidly.

In this world of cultivation, the law of the jungle is everywhere. Lin Fan knows that only by becoming stronger can he gain a foothold in this cruel world.

Raising the Qiankun Axe in his hand, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with determination, and he was ready to face Zhan Hai's challenge again.

Against the backdrop of the night and the moonlight, Lin Fan's figure appears particularly lonely, but this loneliness is full of indomitable spirit and strength.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhan Hai with a firm gaze. In response to Zhan Hai's ridicule, he chose to respond in the most direct way - fighting.

At this moment, Lin Fan was no longer a hunted fugitive, but a warrior who bravely faced all challenges.

Zhan Hai looked at Lin Fan's unwillingness to be outdone attitude, and couldn't help but mix a bit of admiration into his laughter.

But in his world, admiration does not mean tolerance, and every step closer reveals Zhan Hai's determination to end this battle.

The night breeze was cool, but it couldn't dispel the tense atmosphere on the battlefield.

The confrontation between the two was like the contest between the brightest stars in the night sky and the dim moonlight. Although they differed in brightness, they both emitted their own light.

This scene was seen by the surrounding monks, and their hearts were filled with complex emotions.

Zhan He took the order and led the other members of the Zhan family to surround the Fang family.

The feud between the Zhan family and the Fang family seems to be about to erupt completely tonight.

But at this moment, Lin Fan's attention was all focused on Zhan Hai.

"Little boy, today I want to let you know what it means that there is always someone better than you!"

Zhan Hai sneered and approached Lin Fan step by step.

Lin Fan did not back down at all, he knew he had to fight Zhan Hai tonight no matter what.

Not for anything else, just because of the persistence and unwillingness in my heart.

"Zhan Hai, do you think that you can do whatever you want just because you have some kung fu? Today, I will show you what real power is!"

Although Lin Fan's voice was not loud, it was full of determination.

Zhan Hai sneered, and the true energy in his body suddenly burst out, and a powerful aura rushed towards him.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in his hand, with a cold light flashing on the sword. This was the sword passed down from generation to generation in the Zhan family - the Styx Sword.

Lin Fan's heart tightened when he saw this, but he did not back down.

The Qiankun Axe became more firm in his hand. He knew that this battle was related to the honor and dignity of the Fang family and even himself.

The two finally fought each other, with the flashes of swords and shadows of axes interweaving into a scene of a life-and-death struggle.

Zhan Hai's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every sword carried an icy chill, as if to freeze Lin Fan in place.

But Lin Fan was not simple. The Qiankun Axe danced in his hand, the axe wind whistled, and he confronted the Styx Sword head-on.

As the battle progressed, Lin Fan gradually felt the pressure increasing.

Zhan Hai's swordsmanship was not only sharp, but also extremely varied. Every attack made Lin Fan exhausted.

But Lin Fan had a spirit of not giving up in his heart. He became braver and braver as the battles went on, and he was able to find a chance to survive in every crisis.

The confrontation between Lin Fan and Zhan Hai once again reached a fever pitch.

Lin Fan used the Star Slash technique, and each time he performed it, it was accompanied by fluctuations in star power, as if countless stars really were shining under his axe. He tried to turn the tide of the battle with this tremendous force.

However, the Styx Sword held by Zhan Hai was a different story. This sword seemed to contain a mysterious and powerful power.

Every swing brought with it an irresistible pressure, making Lin Fan feel unprecedented pressure.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense as they fought back and forth.

Every move of Zhan Hai was filled with murderous intent, and Lin Fan was constantly looking for opportunities to counterattack.

But as the battle progressed, Lin Fan gradually realized that it seemed difficult for him to find a way to crack the mysterious power of the Styx Sword.

Every time they made contact, he felt a sense of restraint he had never felt before, as if his actions were all predicted by the other party.

When Zhan Hai used his unique skill Nine Heavens Thunder again, the air on the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.

Thunder and lightning raged in the night sky, as if swallowing up the entire world.

Lin Fan knew that if he took the blow head-on, he would be seriously injured.

So, he used the last move of Star Slash without hesitation: Heaven Collapse and Earth Shattering.

He concentrated all the strength in his body into the Qiankun Axe. The axe light was so bright that it seemed to have the power to split the sky and earth apart.

However, when the sky-shattering and earth-splitting thunder collided in the air, a scene that shocked everyone occurred.

The huge noise seemed to burst the eardrums, and the entire battlefield was covered with flying sand, rocks and dust.

When everything was settled, everyone held their breath, wanting to see the outcome of this ultimate showdown.

The result was unexpected.

Lin Fan, the young hero who could fight against a hundred people alone and looked down upon all the heroes, was completely defeated in this confrontation.

His figure staggered in the dust, and finally he took a few steps back and fell heavily to the ground.

Although he tried his best to stand up, the injuries on his body seemed to make it impossible for him to even stand.

Zhan Hai stood firmly in place, still holding the Styx Sword in his hand, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

Obviously, even he did not expect that this attack would cause Lin Fan to be defeated so miserably.

Zhan Hai's figure appeared particularly tall in the dim light. He walked towards Lin Fan step by step, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of everyone present, creating a heavy sense of oppression.

His voice echoed in the night wind, "Are you convinced?!"

These three simple words are like thunder in the evening breeze, shocking the heart.

Jiang Shuiling, the woman who always stood by Lin Fan, hurried to his side at this critical moment.

Her movements were quick and light, like a gust of wind, but her eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

She gently helped Lin Fan up, and her delicate care and support seemed particularly precious in this tense atmosphere.

A bitter smile appeared on Lin Fan's face, and he waved at Jiang Shuiling. It was the self-esteem of a strong man, telling her that he could face the next challenge independently.

He stood up shakily, and although every cell in his body seemed to protest against this action, his eyes were unusually firm.

Facing Zhan Hai, he responded to the provocation word by word, "I don't accept it!"